Date: Mon, 21 Jul 2003 19:18:45 -0000
From: Riain Y. Barton
Subject: Riain's Real Life Adventures Chapter Two -- Limerick Leo (MM, Oral, 1st time)
Riain's Real Life Adventures
Chapter Two -- Limerick Leo
By Riain Y. Barton copyright 2003 Ri-Press
(See Chapter One "Navy Boot Camp")
This is my story about my first real sexual experience with another
man. You must be of legal age according to your local law to read this
story, as it is considered ADULT material.
I had just finished up with the Navy in the United States; I was now at the
point of deciding what to do with my life. I also needed to decide what I
should study and receive a degree in. I decided first of all that I wanted
to return to Co. Tipperary, Ireland, where I am originally from. I knew
also I wanted to have something to do with religion, theology, and
education -- I had always wanted to teach.
Religiously, I came from a very mixed Irish family, and definitely not your
normal situation in rural Ireland. It was not only an issue of Catholic and
Protestant, but also of Judaism. My mother's father was Jewish. I had been
brought up basically "secular" with basics in both Protestant and Catholic
theology and a great deal of Jewish studies that I had always did on my
own.
However, by the time I started Secondary school, at a Catholic school, I
had decided to be confirmed in the Catholic Church. Also because of my Navy
experience I was also trying to deal with my sexuality and battling with
the issue of me really being "gay". At that time everything seemed to push
me into the direction of the priesthood. I decided I would return home to
Ireland and become a priest.
There was a seminary near my hometown, growing up I had known many of the
priest and students there, so I decided St. Patrick's would be the place to
enrol. Now, I had to find a diocese that wanted me and would sponsor me. A
Monsignor recommended that I interview with the Bishop of Limerick, and
arranged everything for me as soon as I arrived back home.
I thought while I was in Limerick for a few days that I would take the time
for a holiday and visit some places I had not been to in years. I chose to
spend an extra day and night in Limerick then head down to County Kerry for
the rest of my holiday. This turned out to be a good decision as I found
out on my last day there that, the Diocese of Limerick accepted me; and I
would be attending St. Patrick's in just a few weeks, as by then it was
already September. This made the start of my holiday a grand celebration,
one I was back home in Ireland, and two, I had been accepted to study for
the priesthood.
After having spent a few days in Limerick and even being interviewed by
priest who had his own radio show on the then pirate station Radio
Luimnigh, I had found out about all the best pubs and places to go for some
good craic [a magical grand brilliant time]. So, I had decided on the
Granary on Michael Street, a pub and a night club with live music, once the
pub closes, at that time pubs closed at 10.30 p.m.
I arrived somewhat early and the pub was mainly empty. I had a few pints
then found a table to sit at, alone. After a few more pints and a few hours
the pub was now getting busy and filling up around me.
A large group of women, mainly middle-aged, brought several tables together
right next to my table; there must have been at least a dozen of them. It
was not long before they asked me to join them, since I was sitting along.
Irish people will always ask someone who is alone in a pub to join them, it
is just polite and the hospitable thing to do.
We were all having a good time and it was long until the National Anthem
played and we all stood and sang and then finished our pints as it was now
10.30. The women asked me if I was going next door to the after hours club
for the live band and dancing. I said, "Sure thing, I would not miss it"!
We were all having a good time listening to the music and dancing, I could
tell that they were trying to hook me up with one of the women, the one who
appeared to be the youngest. I knew that was not going to happen -- now I
had a reason not to date, &c., I was now going to be a priest. I did not
know at that time that would all change later that night.
All of sudden a young man, probably in his late 20's arrived. He was about
5 '10" (179cm), I guess between 10 to 12 stone (140-168 pounds/63.5-76kg),
I am horrible at guessing weight; he had dark hair and gorgeous blue
eyes. All the women knew him and were soon introduced him to me, and he sat
down across from me and we began chatting. His name was Leo Shine and he
was from Limerick. Several times he got up to sing, and he had a very good
voice. I told him how much of a good singer he was.
He told me he was singing professionally and even had worked with George
Michael, while living in London. He then told me that George Michael had a
huge cock. I nearly choked on my Guinness. I never actually heard a man say
something like that in a `sexual' way. I thought maybe there was a joke in
there somewhere, but there was not.
I was a bit speechless, and he saw that what he had said affected me. Leo
asked me, "Aren't you gay"? "You are with all these women, and do not seem
to be interested in any of them". I told him I was not gay, even though I
knew it was a lie, but I could not admit the truth at that time.
He said that he was gay. I was even more shocked, as I had never met any
man who admitted to being gay before in my life. I now assumed the comment
about George Michael's cock was from Leo's own personal experience, and not
just a guess or having seen it by accident.
As the night and our chat went on, Leo began getting more personal with his
question and what he told me about himself. He started asking me if I
masturbated. Of course I could not lie about that, I did masturbate... a
lot.
I could tell he was trying to get me to say something that would indicate
that I was really gay. Part of me wanted to do just that, as he was very
handsome, a good singer, and the first man ever to tell me he was gay, and
most importantly, I was extremely horny 22 year old, and a `VIRGIN'.
By last call, hearing him sing some more, I really wanted to have some sort
of experience with him. We got ready to leave and he basically said come
with me.
Well, he already said that he had just recently moved back to Limerick and
was living at his parent's house, and unfortunately, I was staying at the
Monsignor's house, so we had no place to go. He hailed a taxi and we got in
and we went to somewhere on the south-southwest side of the city, he had
the taxi stop on a round-about next to an old protestant church, that
looked abandoned.
Leo then told me he has to piss and started walking along the church in
between two sections of the old stone church, it was like a very small and
short cul-de-sac, and once back there you could not be seen from the road.
Leo noticed I was not following him, he told me to come on. I said I
thought you had to piss, trying to give him privacy. He said, "I do, but
you can join me". So I followed along like a lost puppy.
When we were out of sight he walked up to the main wall of the church and
unzipped his trousers and took out his cock and began pissing. At first I
stood there and just starred at his cock. I thought what a beautiful piece
of uncut Irish meat.
I knew right then that I wanted it... I wanted to hold it, I wanted to lick
it and to suck it, and I wanted Leo's cum -- even though I had never done
any of this before. I realised I had to piss as well, and still thinking
that he had some sort of plan for us to go somewhere to have sex. I stood
next to him and took out my own cock and pissed as well.
When we had finished he turned around and lit up a fag, and started smoking
and he had left his cock hanging out and he was starting to become aroused.
He asked me what I thought about his cock?
I told him that it was very large and looked very nice indeed. It was long
until he grabbed me and started kissing me with both of our cocks hanging
out of our trousers. As we kissed we began fondling each other and both of
us became rock hard.
He clearly had at least 8-9 inches (20-23cm) cock, if not bigger. His cock
was nice and thick as well. He also had a nice set of bollocks on him that
were covered with black hair and a really thick black pubic bush.
The next thing I know his hands are on my shoulders and he began pushing me
down to me knees. There I was with his big hard cock right in front of my
face. Leo said, "Go ahead suck it, you know you want my cock". And I did!
I started licking him and then taking more and more of his cock into my
mouth and started sucking on that piece of meat like there was no tomorrow.
Soon he was holding my head and fucking my mouth, my nose being buried in
his musky pubes, I could not believe I had something that big in my mouth.
After a few more minutes of pounding my face, I felt his cock swelling and
I heard him start grunting and the next thing I knew he was coming in my
mouth, filling it with a huge load of his sperm! At the same time I had
been wanking and right after he came, I came in hand and on the ground.
I realised that he came in my mouth without warning me, or even discussing
it with me, but I guess it did not matter as I found it to be the most
erotic thing to happen to me up to that point. I also loved the taste of
his cum; I had always eaten my own. Finally, I had tasted cum of someone
else -- Immediately I knew I was addicted to cum!
When cleaned ourselves up and he said he would get me a taxi, as he was
close enough to walk to his house. While waiting on a taxi to come by I
started thinking about what had happened, and I could not help but be
somewhat disappointed, believe it or not.
I had always dreamed about my first time with another man -- I thought it
would some romantic interlude and in a beautiful bedroom with candle light
and a fire place, not out in the cold Irish rain and wind on the wall of a
protestant church.
I then asked Leo, "Is this all there is"? He smirked at me and said, "What
were you expecting fireworks"?
I looked back at him and said, "Well, yes, my first time I expected so much
more..."
A taxi came by, he hailed it and I got in and went back to the North-side
of Limerick across the River Shannon to the Monsignor's house. I laid in
bed and thought about what happened -- A part of me was thrilled and I had
loved every second of it, another part of me felt very disappointed and
wanted more then just sex with a stranger.
I continued with my holiday in County Kerry, with no more sexual adventures
until I was in seminary. I well tell you about that in Chapter Three of
Riain's Real Life Adventures.
Copyright 2003 Ri-Press and Riain Y. Barton
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